"Where's Señorito? Oh Berting, don't fool me this morning! You're still surprised!" Mother answered annoyed.

"Odelia, I'm not –" Dad hung up on what he was going to say with –

"Good morning." I don't know if I was also carried away by my wakefulness but I heard the voice of Señorito again. The weird part is that the Señorito is still babbling, which is unlikely to happen, he's an Englishman, eh.

I just smiled, it looks like I'm asleep, but my mind is awake, of course, it's still early, what will the Señorito do here in our house, right?

"Sit down Señorito." Mom is still panicking. Wait, why is...